I was walkin' home from school, on a cold winter day, took a shortcut through the woods and I lost my way. It was getting late and I was scared and alone, but then a kind old man took my hand and lead me home. Now mama couldn't see him, oh but he was standing there, and I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers.

I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us, from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours, to show us how to live, teach us how to give, to guide us with a light of love.

When life held troubled times and had me down on my knees, theres always been someone to come along and comfort me. A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand, a phone call from a friend, just to say "I understand". Ain't it kinda funny, at the dark end of the road, that someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope?

Oh, I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us, from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours, to show us how to live, teach us how to give, to guide us with a light of love.

They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places, to grace us with their mercy in our times of need.

Oh, I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us, from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours, to show us how to live, teach us how to give, to guide us with a light of love.